Three days later, Tianfu Restaurant.
Second floor, by the window.
There was a scholar in Confucian robes, looking at the heavy snowfall outside the window, he couldn't help but lament.
The friend on the side saw this and said in surprise: "Brother Li, you are always open-minded, why are you sighing today?"
When the scholar surnamed Li heard this, he replied: "There are internal and external troubles, and the country is about to perish. How can I still be open-minded?"
"It's not that pessimistic, right? If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up."
"The King of Zhongshan, the Duke of Dingguo, and Mr. Jia Ge, which one is not an indomitable figure?"
"Besides, we also have Uncle An Bei! A fourth-grade general in his early twenties! How rare is that?"
"In every troubled time, talents must come to the world. In my opinion, Uncle Anbei is the talent God sent to us!"
"With him here, there is no barrier that cannot be overcome!"
The man said this, his expression was quite relaxed, and his words showed an indescribable sense of admiration for Li Changkong.
Since ancient times, literati have looked down upon warriors.
But Li Changkong was different. He forcibly taught an apprentice who could understand and hold the top prize!
Moreover, his poetic talent is outstanding. Anyone who listens to his poetry will praise him.
If we really want to talk about literary attainments, I am afraid that they are far above them.
How could they look down on such a person?
Over time, Li Changkong's reputation became better and better, and he even had a group of die-hard fans.
The current scholars named Fan are among this group.
When the scholar surnamed Li heard this, he pursed his lips, thought about it again and again, and finally said: "Brother Fan, I'm not trying to dampen your interest, but I have a saying that you won't be happy if you don't vomit!"
"The Uncle Anbei you are talking about may not be so righteous!"
Hearing this, the scholar surnamed Fan immediately became unhappy: "What do you mean?"
"Although the imperial court said that it was the new emperor who solved the siege of Qiandu City, who can't discern Uncle Anbei's contribution?"
"If he hadn't discovered Liu Jing's conspiracy in advance, all of us in the city would have become lonely ghosts on the Huangquan Road!"
"Wouldn't it be ungrateful for you to say such things now?"
"I, Fan Zhong, am ashamed to be in the company of people like you!" The scholar named Fan Zhong snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and was about to get up and leave.
When the scholar surnamed Li saw this, he immediately stood up and said, "Brother Fan, I know you are righteous!"
"But why don't you just listen to what I have to say first?"
"If Brother Fan still thinks that Li is an ungrateful person by then, then Li will turn around and leave without any delay!"
Fan Zhong frowned slightly when he heard this. After thinking about it again and again, he finally sat down.
Looking at the scholar surnamed Li, he sneered and said, "If you can't explain why, don't blame Fan for not remembering the past friendship!"
When the scholar surnamed Li heard this, he sighed: "Brother Fan, like you, I naturally remember Uncle Anbei's kindness."
"It's just that sometimes, kindness is kindness, and family and country are family and country. If there is a conflict between the two, which is more serious, Brother Fan must have his own concerns."
As soon as he said this, Fan Zhong couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why did you say this?"
"Did Uncle An Bei do anything to disgrace Da Gan?"
"That's not to say that, it's just that there are some bad rumors." The scholar surnamed Li said sadly.
"What rumors?"
"Brother Fan, does he know Princess Changping of the Western Jin Dynasty?"
"The one known as the Valkyrie of the Western Jin Dynasty?"
"Who else could be there besides her? This time it was her who led the army to attack our western frontier, and now she has captured half of Qingzhou City!"
"What does this matter have to do with Uncle An Bei?" Fan Zhong asked doubtfully.
"It certainly has something to do with it. Brother Fan, does he know why Princess Changping stopped and stopped attacking the rest of Qingzhou?"
"Why?" Fan Zhong did have some bad associations: "Is it because of Uncle An Bei?"
"Exactly! It is said that Princess Changping has long been in love with Uncle Anbei. The reason why she stopped attacking Qingzhou this time is to please Uncle Anbei!"
"What's more, he even wrote a letter himself and sent it to Uncle Anbei. He said that he wanted to recruit Uncle Anbei to be the prince-consort of the Western Jin Dynasty, and he was waiting for the position of General of the Hussars!"
As soon as this statement came out, Fan Zhong, who was still a little dismissive at first, was shocked, stood up with a swish, and said in surprise: "Is this true?"
There was no room for him not to panic!
Who is Li Changkong? That is the leader among the younger generation of generals in Daqian!
Emperor Zhaowu's right-hand man!
I don’t know how many crises I have resolved for Daqian!
General Zhengxi, who is already in the fourth rank at a young age, is a role model for the men of Qiandu City!
There are less than a dozen songs praising Li Changkong!
If such a person was poached by the Western Jin Dynasty, it would be a devastating blow to Daqian!
"This is just a rumor. Whether it is true or false is yet to be determined."
"However, this matter is so important, how dare ordinary people spread it? I'm afraid it's not groundless!"
Hearing this, Fan Zhong's heart sank to the bottom: "Are there any rumors about Uncle An Bei's attitude?"
"I told you, Uncle Anbei happily agreed! He also has a lot of admiration for Princess Changping of the Western Jin Dynasty!"
boom!
Fan Zhong slapped the table hard, his expression was extremely ugly, but he couldn't say a word.
After a long time, his face turned red from holding it in, and he forced two words out of his mouth: "Everyone!"
Then he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left!
The scholar surnamed Li also sighed when he saw this scene.
As a scholar in Daqian, he didn't hope that the news was false.
But this rumor has a nose and eyes...
What's more, today's Daqian is suffering from internal and external troubles and is surrounded by enemies.
The Western Jin Dynasty is much better, at least it can protect itself in a short period of time!
In addition, Princess Changping is said to be a first-rate beauty!
No less inferior to Princess Huaiqing of this dynasty!
And the position of General of the Hussars, which is the rank of the second rank!
You must know that Zhang Xun, the only Duke of Dingguo in this dynasty who was awarded a title for his military exploits, was only a second-rank general.
Although Li Changkong's momentum was rapid, he was already a fourth-level general conquering the west at a young age.
But according to the ancestral system that requires military merit to be promoted to a senior officer, how long will it take to be promoted to the second-level hussar general?
Three years? Five years? Or ten years?
Even for a lifetime!
It's not impossible!
There is a talented person who has been stuck in a position for decades and cannot make any progress, and finally begs for his body!
In comparison, the conditions provided by the Western Jin Dynasty are not unreasonable!
Beauty, I have it!
I also have the title of general!
I’m afraid everyone will be moved!
But...for some reason, the scholar named Li felt depressed.
In his heart, anyone can be moved by power and sex, but it must not be Li Changkong!
The scholar surnamed Li grabbed the half bottle of soju left on the table and drank it in one gulp.
I felt a pungent feeling rising from my chest, and the suffocation in my heart felt a little better.
Then he shouted: "Waiter, pay the bill!"
